Danny - Poem by Melvina Germain
Waiting patiently, the trains whistle blows.
Afraid, nervous, what if he doesn’t show.
My life, my love, please be there,
I’ve waited so long, shed many a tear.
The train has stopped, with passengers unboarding.
My body is shaking, perspiration, pouring.
Blood pressure at its peak, I’m weak on my feet.
Anxiety attacking, my heart heavily beats.
Please Danny, please come through that door.
The conductor is moving the bench off the floor.
The train is moving, last passenger out.
Oh where are you Danny, I’m starting to shout.
I slowly turned, started walking away.
Crying, sobbing, I’ve wasted another day.
Danny doesn’t love me, he played me for a fool.
Oh I thought he was the exception to the rule.
I reached home, sat down on my bed.
Disappointed, sad, so full of dread.
The telephone rang, I heard a faint voice say,
so sorry to inform you, Danny passed away.
Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: April 29.2007
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